She touched bow to strings, playing a fifth. That'll tune me up. . She returned to these latter, and at the back of her mind, as she looked them over again, was a very distinct resolve to quote them after the manner of Miss Garvice at the very first opportunity. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony. Not a word passed between them.
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